I saw the match.
I found the box.
I touched the match to the striker.
I chose not to strike the match.
Timing is everything.
Patience means the world.
Fear is natural.
Courage is key.
Confidence grows connection.
Where is the line?
The line between patience and fear.
When is time out?
The moment where biding time becomes wasting time.
What marks a dead end?
The realization lingering is actually stagnation.
This match, this opportunity, this crossroad:
I can touch the box.
I can strike the match into flame.
But it will take two to keep the flame alight.
Fear is an illusion.
Timing. Patience. Courage. Confidence.
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